This track is a volatile jazz-rock fusion piece that deconstructs the illusion of human control. It utilizes tense, unstable time signatures to mock the modern obsession with schedules and safety, before exploding into heavy distortion to illustrate how fragile those systems are against true entropy. The narrative moves from neurotic micromanagement to a realization that the "steering wheel" is fake, ultimately concluding that peace is found not in driving, but in accepting you are merely a passenger on a chaotic ride.more

The album Velvet & Concrete tracks a gangster’s rise and eventual collapse. The second track drops us into the story from the eyes of a nightclub soprano who meets him on the night everything tilts. The song moves like a noir opera: smoke, spotlight, a room held in suspense. She clocks his danger before she knows his name, feels the charge between them twist from fascination to ruin, and narrates how a single performance spirals into gunfire, betrayal, and a fatal choice. It’s their origin story and their breaking point told in one breath — a seduction scored in odd time signatures and ending in silence.more